Bai Mei Ling was surrounded, and it looked as though she could not escape even if she were to make herself as small as a fly. Her grandmother, who was in an equally bad situation, if not worse, looked at Bai Mei Ling with despair in her eyes. "Is this the end?" the former clan leader asked herself.
Just the day before, she had been in a truly unshakable position. She had finally grabbed hold of the entire clan and was ready to establish her reign over the entire city. This would have made the Bai Immortal clan the rulers of this magnificent and ancient city. Their prestige would soar, and their descendants would worship them for generations to come. Everything was going well, only for her to now be thrust into the pits of despair. She looked around for a savior, but there was none. All she saw were enemies as far as the eye could see. From her faction that had had millions of people, only this former clan leader and her granddaughter were left.
